Bored Gamer in Other Worlds

"..." City Lord Zane halted in thought. He took a full minute before uttering his reply.

"I can buy all these D to S class monster corpses but the SS ones..." The city lord stopped in this line for one breath before continuing.

He looked at the number of monster bodies once more and did some quick calculations in his mind.

"...two million titan credits each is the most that i can offer you. You could always sell this at auctions for more money but i won't be able to afford them all at this time."

Zane Anderson said in all honesty. He knew that whosoever this person was, he or she was at least an SS level monster or hunter to be able to defeat and slaughter this many SS preys.

This was the reason why the city lord did not wish to offend this strong character by lying. One should know that this city of Azgul would not be able to resist the attack of an SS level foe.

The one and only SSS level hunter in this world, Sir Golden Titan, could repel and slay this kind of power.

Unfortunately, City Lord Zane had no doubt whatsoever that there would be many casualties before Sir Golden Titan could arrive to rescue.

It did not need saying that he as the city lord would be the first ones to die in consequence.

Thus, a conflict was truly a fool's choice at this time.

The city lord expected for his unexpected guest to raise the price or even outright leave in disgust with his paltry offer since one SS monster corpse could sell to up high as 100 million titan credits but he was shocked when he heard the next words of the seller a whole kilometer away from his spot.

"DEAL! I want my money all in cash!"

* * *

"Two hundred fifty million titan credits! I'm rich!" Jason Birth shouted to the heavens. Behind him, his wind elemental summon was carrying lots of bags of cash for him.

It was obvious that our fat protagonist was poor no more at this time.

"But how could i smuggle all this money back inside the city of Papia?" Jason had this problem in mind.

If he had a bank account, it was easy to send this huge amount of wealth unto the account. But that would have been stupid since it would get traced back directly unto his name.

Alas, our fat protagonist also did not own a bank account in the first place. This was the reason why he demanded that the payment be made in nothing but cash earlier.

"Hmmm... I guess one bag of cash will do. With at least 2 million titan credits in my hands, my life and my family's situation would change drastically for the better!"

"But first i need to find myself a new bag i could use." Jason Birth concluded and immediately flew in extreme speeds towards a destination in mind.

It did not take him long to find a barely acceptable backpack halfway round the world.

With how much time has eroded on this sad thing, it was obvious that this item belonged to the pre apocalypse era. He transferred the contents of one bag unto another.

"Hide with the rest of the money." Our fat protagonist commanded his wind summon.

He was certain that nobody could steal from him even if another soul would stumble upon his loyal minion.

Even if Sir Golden Titan would personally come, Jason Birth had full confidence that his wind elemental could kill the world's strongest man with just a simple wind blade.

"It's time for me to go." Jason Birth muttered and his laughter echoed inside the tomb of a forgotten era long after he was gone.

* * *

"TAP!" A pair of healthy feet landed near the Forest of Doom. This was of course no one else but our very own fat protagonist.

Jason Birth has already discarded his wind elemental disguise at this time. He did not need that facade anymore since he has done all the hunting he could get in this very memorable day.

"I went out a beggar and now came back with millions of cash on my back. How my life has changed in just the span of a few hours." Jason smiled and walked slowly back into the city.

He stopped approximately one kilometer from the walled fortress and then withdrew a familiar item from his pockets.

This was the wooden poker chip that carried the mystical power of teleportation magic inside it. Jason Birth bit his finger for the second time today.

"DROP!" And then a single bead of blood fell unto the item which delivered both body and soul of our fat protagonist inside the guarded domains of Papia City.

* * *

"You're back! And it appears like you have gained some harvest outside."

The old hunter who manned the giving of gate tokens said when he saw the newly arrived adventurer from beyond this haven of man.

His sharp eyes noted the bloated backpack on the fat kid before him.

"It's good to see you again, Master Hunter! I was lucky to come back alive." Jason Birth smiled nervously as he stepped down from the receiving platforms of the teleport tokens.

"You are very lucky indeed, young man. Now i advise you to never do this again in the near future."

"You only have one life after all. You should cherish it a little bit more. Study and get some work safely inside the city.

You can go create your adventure when you become a certified hunter yourself and not before." The old hunter spoke kindly to our fat protagonist.

He could not anymore count how many young excited kids that had passed these very gates but failed to come back with their lives.

Not a few were mourned with no bodies to show for it since they have all become food and sustenance in the belly of the beast. It was really a sad fate.